I admit it, I’m a romantic. This can be a major shortcoming or an advantage in life. Volunteer yourself to fall madly in love with the wrong person, and watch the dominoes fall in interesting patterns as your life falls apart with the relationship.
This sort of thing accounted for more than one abrupt relocation in my youth. Sally, Mary, or Jane would break up with me, and the next day, I was on the road. If going off with the fairies had been an option, I probably would have eagerly seized it. Because the fantasy books I had read suggested that forgetfulness came from visiting their lands. And forgetfulness was what I wanted.
Next Steps
An unforeseen advantage of this was living in many places, meeting interesting people, having many jobs, and just experiencing a broad cross-section of life. In the course of all this, I discovered that romance was sometimes spelled “roamance.” I was a romantic for what was beyond the curve of the river, or in how another community worked, or what a new job offered. Eventually it led me into the studios of artists who mentored me, and into college classrooms where I learned to focus on literature, history, or science. Education became another place to roam and experience romance.
Romance is popularly seen only as a sort of infatuation between people, but it is much more. It can be a sort of excitement for art or exploration. And it can lead us on to interesting new worlds. Get involved roamantically.
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One of Richard Halliburton’s wonderful books is The Royal Road to Romance and it has no romantic interests whatsoever. 😀
But Martha, you know that titlse are what sells books!
I know that’s why mine have never sold very well. I wanted to title them what I wanted to title them. Martin of Gfenn, for example 🤣
Don’t worry,Martha! I’m workin’ on the music for Five Dollar Psychic, it’ll go platinum!
Like my hair!!!! 🤣
Yeah, but bankable, Martha!!!
I was never romantic. When I got married, it was because it was the easiest way to make sure she inherited, if something happened to me. Also, I would have had automatic custody of our child, if something happened to her.
I dunno what you’re like in the US but here, none of that is automatic unless you’re married.
I think most of it the same. But when I got married the second time I married for sheer love, but with a very pragmatic view of things since I had been around the block, often.
I have to say, I’m amazed people go through it more than once. I’m going through my (first) divorce at the moment, and potentially, all my finances are at risk. My finances are the difference between living as I live now, and being kicked onto the street Even if I were in another LTR, it wouldn’t be marriage.
I admit I was lucky. There were no kids, no property and not money . It made it easier.
Oh what a great word! I’ve always been romantic, and roamantic, but I am grateful to also have a practical side too. I prefer to be swept off my feet, but if he does some chores and cares about me as a person, that holds more weight.
My average for most of my life was 2.5 years and then I was ready to move. That’s enough time to find a place to live and to work, meet a guy, have a blast, begin fighting, realize what a bad choice he is, realize you never want to accidentally run into him at the grocery store for the rest of your life, and start making plans, and move again. I did that until Portland, and my teenager begged me to stop moving until they graduated from High School. I moved to Rainier the next week. Then met a guy who moved me back to Portland. I guess my roamancing days are over. <3
It’s good to put the roots down after a while, but unlike a lot of people who never moved about you know that there is a much more complex world out there.
This is true, and has helped me.